”“I’m suppose to tell you.”She nodded and looked worried.“Would you stand please,” I said calmly, “and take off all your clothes.”Her ...yes widened, but she stood and turned her back to me.“No, no,” I said rather coldly. “Modesty will not do. And do it gracefully, if you please, with style.”She made a face, turned sideways, working on her fancy bodice with its many bows, puffy sleeves, gobs of lace and ribbons galore. When she finally shrugged out of it and discarded two flimsy kerchiefs, she. I expose that sweet little knob at the top of her pink sweetness and give it a gentle lick. The response is immediate. She gives a cry and arches her back, throwing her chest forward. I smile, enjoying the sight of my love in such throws of ecstasy. I give her clitoris a very gentle tweak with my teeth and she cries out loudly, her legs jerking on either side of me. I push one finger slowly into her and she moans as it’s inserted. I push around inside her, feeling the most intimate parts of my. She turned her head for a kiss and my hands made their way round her hips and up under her blouse to cup her bra-free breasts. She wiggled her butt against me and could obviously feel my boner. "Mmmmm, feels like you are hungry", she said, "but you'll have to wait". I rolled her erect nipples between thumb and finger and she said, "Stop it, I must keep stirring this". I turned her round and lifted her to sit on the counter next to the stove. I said, "You stir, I'll play", and lifted her apron.. ”Our home room teacher gave me a double take but didn’t say anything and again I noted how cold the chair was on my bare butt.The morning went reasonably well with no problems. In each lesson I’d sat with my knees apart and managed to keep my hands away from my pussy. I’d had to sit near the back so there was no opportunity to flash a teacher.As I walked around between lessons I checked out what the other girls were wearing. Quite a few girls were wearing skirts that didn’t go down as far as.